Arf Arf Arf

yell it out as loud as you can, regardless of where you are, or wether this is the best time to say it.

Friday, September 30, 2005

Fun stuff to do with a candle

Yesterday, during the blackout in the early morning, we lit a candle. It had no purpose, really, so my parents went back to sleep and I got to play with it. What I found out about it may be disturbing, shocking, and even traumatising. Here goes. -It doesn't create smoke. Isn't that mad? How can fire not make smoke? If it doesn't make smoke, it's not even fire. It's some sort of super, ultra-pansy flame, that's what it is. It only makes smoke when you drop a piece of paper on it. -If you try to touch it, it's really really hot. It's barely even there, just a ghost, but it hurts and if you touch it too much your fingers smell like a really woody chicken. That's not normal. -Dollar bills are more flammable than normal paper. I only meant to take off a corner of it, but you know how paper gets all singey and gets eaten away. I burned off more than I intended.

"When a fire starts to burn there's a lesson you must learn, something-something then you'll see, you'll avoid catastrophe, D'oh!"

Thursday, September 29, 2005

The Day After Tomorrow

When I first saw that, movie, I thought it was okay. Just okay. Not awesome, great, terrific, etc, just okay. I didn't like the story half as much as I liked the idea that we were destroying ourselves with pollution, and all the special effects. Who didn't think the frost freezing over everything slowly was the awesomest thing ever?Just last week, OJ said something disturbing. Like she always does, but this one's way disturbifyinger. Mostly because it was so incredibly clever it took me three days to 'get.' We are what's happening in the movie. One day, that'll happen to us, it's already started now. Katrina, the newer one I forgot the name of, just today, there was a blackout 'round here that took around 12 hours to fix. Once people realize what is happening, they'll all flee to Mexico, because the movie said so. And when the president of Mexico realizes that his streets are being crowded with out-of-countryers, he'll make stricter laws. Stricter laws mean lesser freedom. Lesser freedom means people will go somewhere else. And what happens when one of the most populated countries in our world is picked up, shaken, and all the little plastic people are scattered around the world? More crowding everywhere else. Europeans will be living with with their uncivilised fat burping cousins. Germany will be filled with American teens shouting "zieg heil" just for fun. China will be completely packed. France, well, I don't want to think about it.The point is, quit using and trying to invent stuff that has everything in it for the environment! Turn that TV off, multitaskers who are talking into their cell phone while typing while listening to the radio and watching TV at the same time really need to turn one or two or three or maybe even four of those gadgets off. Haven't we "helped" ourselves enough? Instead of thinking of a better tomorrow, we need to start thinking how it'll affect the day after.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Story Game

I'm going to start a story here. What I want the next person to do is post the next sentence or few sentences of it. And so on. And on. And maybe on a bunch more time. Here goes:

The murderer was caught, but the dancing mice didn't stop. The murderer was sent to the electric chair, but the mice still kept dancing. They didn't even stop to munch on their bowlfulls of sunflower seeds. Because deep in the forest, it dwelled. . . .

Monday, September 26, 2005

Dude, Where's Our Freedom?

The perfect balance between Democrats and Republicans is theonly thing keeping the country from being completely run by police. Lately, thebalance seems to have tipped.

"Cindy Sheehan, the California woman who became a leader of the anti-war movement following her son's death in Iraq, was arrested Monday along with dozens of others protesting outside the White House."

Well, what exactly have they done? They haven't killed anyone, hurt anyone, just voicing their opinion. Police are there to make sure people are following the rules. Rules are there to make sure everything is fair for each person. And since the protesters haven't violated anyone's safety or abused their rights, what the hell do the police think they're doing?

When autorities use their power to suppress peoples' rights, it's called tyranny. I'm starting to see how Iraq became this way. If someone decides to just come along and take over our country, who's going to stop us from protesting? Authorities. If they can't force people in jail, they have many more ways of making people listen. Gas bombs, tasers, pepper spray, their power is unlimited as long as we're alive.

What can we possibly do about it? First off, the best we can do is use our rights to the fullest. No, our country is not what the above paragraph just described, many authories are people we see in our own neighborhood. But as long as the police are allowed to keep people from expressing their opions freely, I'm starting to have doubts.

Who remembers back in fourth grade, when the mean old teacher gave us all a really hard test? Not just a hard test, but one that's unfair with lessons we barely learned about. We assured ourselves that if everyone fails, it's not our own fault, it's the teacher's. Of course, that didn't always work at school. The teacher has almost complete power over her students. But this isn't the school, and we do have some power over ourselves. If we protest and shout out our opinions to the fullest, we can do something about it.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Gay Marriage

Yes, it's wrong in a lot of our religions. And yes, it's against a lot of peoples' morals. But not everyone has the same beliefs, and America has to accept that.

Since when was it the Government's descision how people should live? They should focus on things like crime, property issues, taxes, etc., not make laws about who shouldn't be allowed to celebrate living together with whom.

These people don't necessarily have the same morals as you, and they have every right. That's why there's Freedom of religion. Really, who really minds that two gays are living together? Whose life would it ruin to let them get married?

Yes, people are changing. A hundred years ago, people looked down on African Americans and other immigrants. Today, people look down on the people who look down on immigrants. Why should this be different.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Michael Jackson

Yesterday, this one lady, Mrs. Tabby,* yelled at my friend Sally.* I listened to the whole conversation. Sally and some other kids at church were making fun of Mrs. Tabby's son, Tom,* calling him names, including "Michael Jackson." I hadn't been going to church all summer so I really wasn't part of it.

Anyway, she went on and on about how she thought Sally and her friend were sick, and that Michael Jackson was sick and how she thought no one should ever be called a name like that. Anyway, she kept going on and on about how her son was good and doesn't deserve a name like that when I couldn't take it anymore. Pretty soon, it grew into a debate on whether Michael Jackson is a good person or not.

And let me tell you, Michael Jackson is a good person. He may have made a bad choice changing his skin color, but the only reason he did was because of a disorder. (I forget what it's called, but it's where perfectly normal-looking people are terribly insecure about how they look.) After that, people just didn't like how he looked anymore, and more and more people took hits at him for no reason at all. Which is completely unfair, and is sorta like Tom's situation.

You heard the news, the lady who accused MJ was a liar, but somehow had gotten half the country to agree with her. As for me, I never doubted Michael from the start. But even if he did, he is not a bad person. His morals would be wrong, and he'd have done evil by ruining the kid's life, but no one is "bad," nor are they good.

Friday, September 23, 2005

Username

I'm thinking about changing my Blogger username into something completely original, not just words from two movies put together. You know, something completely random, like in The Matrix. Seriously, Where'd "Trinity," or "Mouse" come from? Any ideas?

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Lost Spoilers!

GAAASP, the hatch is open. All the spoilers are revealed!

-The hatch suddenly says "QUARANTINE" on the door.-Shannon is lost for a second, and sees Walt dripping wet, even though Walt was being kidnapped on the raft last time we saw him.-Walt whispers something then disappears when Sayid finds Shannon. (I knew that kid was hiding something!)

Hurley:"So tonight, I see the same freakin numbers on that hatch thing, and I was trying to stop it."

-Kate goes down the hatch.

Kate:"What do I say if I need to stop?"Locke: "'Stop.'"

-Someone in the forest cuts the rope that Kate was using to be lowered into the hatch.-Kate sees the light at the bottom. Light goes off, light turns on, light goes really really bright and Kate screams.-From above, Kate stops screaming.-Rope all of a sudden is pulled down real fast and Locke's hands start bleeding.-Locke lets go.-Jack finds that neither of them are there.-Jack goes down the hatch.-Jack reaches bottom, is a big sewer system of dripping pipes-A pair of shoes-Graffiti on walls, crayola paint on a dest-Key around Jack's neck lifts itself, points to a switch-Loud music turns on all of a sudden, lights go on.

-Jack points gun at Locke, someone else also points gun at Locke's head.-Man who points gun at Locke is the same man who ran with Jack on stairs. (see vvv)

What the flashback reveals:

-Jack used to have hair.-It was black and looks funny.-His dad tells him to lie to his patient, saying everything's okay.-Patient knows she's not.-Jack runs up and down the stairs of a stadium with another man.-Jack tells patient she'll be paralyzed waist down for the rest of her life.-Big miracle... patient says she can feel her own toes.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Create A South Park Character

I've never seen South Park before, but this thing is awesome! It lets you create your own South Park character and use it for your own personal sick, twisted uses. It's a lot of fun. The only thing is, you can't save the picture, so you can either take a screenshot (if your computer has that kind of program), or print it (then take a picture of the paper with a digital camera and upload it... heh).

I'd kill for that shirt. And that hat.And the Chewie bandolier.Maybe those jeans, too.I'm done here.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Clouds

I hate clouds. They don't have faces, don't have voices, don't have expressions, but you know what they know up there. They're laughing at how pathetic the human race has become. They know that one day, we'll destroy our world, and when that happens, they'll still be up there, laughing.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Religion in Politics

Two main parties: Republicans, Christians, mostly, and Democrat, pretty much Everyone Else. Why aren't there parties for other religions, like Buddhists, Hindus, Islamists, etc.? Can they? Or does it not matter much to them? But then again, one party for each religion would tip the scales and the non-Republican parties would lose every time. Oh well.I dunno, but it seems kind of unfair that one party is almost entirely religion-based. Doesn't the first amendment say 'Freedom of Religion?' It should be a country where religion shouldn't matter so much in Politics, where people should chose parties depending on who they think would actually make a difference for the better.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Never name an animal who'll you'll sell out in the end

I think that life must be absolutely horrible for people who live on farms. Regular people who eat meat never give a thought to those poor cows and chickens who are put to death. Each one was born with a purpose to its life, it just didn't realize it until it was cut in half by the processing plant.

Of course, no one really wants to give it a second thought.

In places like farms, they have names. "Oh yeh, Daisy-Muffins was put to death yes'rday. Here, have some beef jerky. Don't you let 'er go to waste." Farmers have to raise them, or else they'd have died very young. So how can they just let them be killed like that to be distributed around the country? Do farmers really care about money enough to sell off and let dear Periwinkle be killed? You can't possibly be that heartless and greed-driven enough to kill another creature just like kkkkkkh.

Also, I got very bored (alright, I admit, I wanted to do this all along) so I re-saw the trailer and wrote down the script:

"Johnathan is a collector"...Grandma: Your grandfather wanted you to have this photograph for your collection.Johnathan: Who is Augustine? Grandma?...Narrator: Johnathan is traveling halfway around the worldJohnathan: You're my translator?Alex: Forgive my speaking of English, Jon-fen. I am not so premium with it....Narrator: To search for the woman who saved his grandfather in World War Two.Johnathan: This is my grandfather Safran.Alex: And this is Augustina?...Alex: This is our driver.Sammy: Orf orf orf!Johnathan: (screams)Alex: Please, do not be distressed. This is only driver's seeing eye bitch.Johnathan: Wait, he's blind?Alex: Only he thinks this....Narrator: This fall...Alex: Father informs me you're writing a book about this trip.Johnathan: I'm-I'm-I'm not a writer. I'm more of a collector.Alex: And what do you collect?Johnathan: Things. Family things....Narrator: In a world far from ordinary...Johnathan: It's nice.Alex: Make sure to secure the door when I'm gone. There are many dangerous people who want to take things from Americans, and also kidnap them. Goodnight....Narrator: In a place far from home...Johnathan: I'm a vegetarian.Alex: You're a what?Johnathan: I don't eat meat.Alex: Pork?Johnathan: No.Alex: Chickens?Johnathan: No.Alex: What about a sausage?Johnathan: No meat.Alex: What is wrong with you?...Narrator: One man's quest for the truthAlex: Why do you do this?Johnathan: Sometimes I'm afraid I'll forget....Narrator: Is about to unlock a secret.Alex: This is most unusual. Oh. Good lord....Narrator: That will change all of their lives."From the Acclaimed Novel EVERYTHING IS ILLUMINATED"...(you already know you already know)"Directed by LIEV SCHREIBER"(you already know how this will end)"ELIJAH WOOD"...(you already know you already know you already know)Augustine: Safran.(you already know you already know how this will end)...Narrator: Everything Is Illuminated.(you already know how this will end)

Friday, September 09, 2005

I met my counselor today.

I got in trouble at school today. Now they think I'm disturbed.I'm afraid they might be right.I wish people would stop asking me questions about myself. Because I really don't have any answers.I hope they'll just freakin' leave me alone after that. Or I'd just plain go mad.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

THE MATRIX HAS YOU

If people actually created artificial life, would the Matrix be possible? I mean, if the programs did find a way to steal all the unborn babies and trap their minds in some sort of "matrix" thing. (how'd they do it again???)

Or maybe this IS the Matrix, you know, this computer you're looking at here is just a piece of crap made up by a program, no matter how much you think this costs. How do you know that when people around you have mood swings, they're not taken over by an agent? That'd be something wicked-awesome. Hey, lookit me, I'm an agent... now I'm not... now I am again... now I'm not... That's right, this IS the Matrix. We're all forced to believe that artificial intelligence doesn't exist, while in fact, it's destroyed the real world. This is actually year 2100, it's the 21st Century, it all makes perfect sense! ...So why'd they make a movie all about it?

My guess is that the agents made it, to make us all skeptical... "this isn't true, it's a movie, dummy" right? That's exactly what they want us to think! I'm also thinking the real world they have over there isn't all green and black... it's actually green and purple, maybe a few space monkeys... but they made the world in the movie all machiney and creepy just to make us believe that their world looks all serious. Pfft! Those silly ol' goonies.

Monday, September 05, 2005

September 16... I think

I want to see this so frikkin bad, I'm so glad it's rated PG-13 and not R, like I thought it was going to be. You have to see the trailer, it's awesome. And there's Elijah's face on the poster^ Alex isn't bad-looking either.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

Forrest Gump

"Momma always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get."

"Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you're gonna be?""Who I'm gonna be?""Yeah.""Aren't-aren't I going to be me?"

I first decided to see that movie because I saw part of it (the part where those kids were chasing him on bikes, then a car) when I was like 6, and it sounded cool. Also, it's got stuff about the Vietnam War and I'm just a Vietnam War nut.

It was way different from what I imagined. Forrest is born with brain problems and leg problems, and has no friends except this one girl, Jenny. Later, he overcomes the leg braces and turns out to be the fastest darn runner out there. Still with no clue of what's going on around him, he joins the Vietnam War, and saves the life of his lieutenant, Dan, who wanted to be killed, all the while thinking of Jenny. Meanwhile, you see Jenny, on the other side of the world, making horribly bad choices; drugs, prostitutions, almost suicide. Forrest comes back and becomes famous, being a war veteran, ping-pong champion, owning a famous shrinp boat, and runs across the country, still thinking of Jenny.

--No more spoilers--

If you haven't seen this movie yet, see it. I guarantee it'll make your life complete. Besides, I'll bug you about it if you don't.

Saturday, September 03, 2005

300

I was looking at the dashboard, about to make up another post on the spot when I noticed it said '299. ' That would make this the 300dth post. Whoopee!And since I didn't have any ideas for a post in the first place, enjoy the pic!

Friday, September 02, 2005

Weeding

Why do people weed? What is so terribly wrong with little plants like clovers and dandelions popping up in our lawns that we have to pull them out?

It seems kinda dumb, I mean, how'd it even start, anyway? Who's the first person who said "I love grass, so I'll have a whole field of pure grass!" I mean, grass ends up turning all dead in the summer anyway, so why do we bother killing off the plants that do well in that kind of heat?

Just because they're a certain kind of plant doesn't mean they should die, right? It's not their fault, that they didn't come into the world as perfect in our eyes. Who appointed us the plant-nazis? The lawn would be a perfect placet were allowed diversity, for plants to grow freely like in the land it had once been.

So let your land run wild and free, because, like the saying goes, let your land run wild and free.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Apple And An Orange

My chemistry teacher said this, and it kinda struck me... If you had an apple and an orange, you can tell them apart, right? What if you mushed them both up into juicy pulp and mixed them together thoroughly? It'd be pretty hard to tell them apart, eh?

NO!

I just want to prove this wrong somehow. But I can't think of anything. But I can KEEP ARGUING and MAKING STUFF UP!

Of course you can tell them apart... apples are made of iron, and oranges are salty. You just get a super-strong blender, put it in reverse, and voila! The mush turns back into an apple and an orange. Except in rare cases where it turns out morphed - half apple, half orange. Or a banana.